Chapter 19: Going to the Battle

In the next few days, the entire empire's military system was busy, preparing for the change of defense at the Abyss Gate and the re-emergence of the Dark Forest.

Pompei and Alexander have been busy these days, and Rogue seems relaxed and comfortable. This time he went north this time, except for a few powerful people in the holy land, he almost did not bring any elite troops. Therefore, he was not doing anything in the preparations for attacking the Dark Forest. However, the fat man was very interested in the war machines that were famous on the continent, so as long as he was idle, he would observe the war preparation process of the two legions of the empire.

That afternoon, Roger had nothing to do, so he answered Strau's invitation and went to his house to sit.

At this moment, the emperor had already clarified the boundaries of disputes between the two sides, so Roger was not worried about the safety of his trip. Such a great nobleman as Roger and important imperial officials could only be assassinated but not attacked openly.

In the warm afternoon sun, Rogge's gorgeous carriage, known as the imperial capital, drove smoothly into the Prime Minister's Mansion in Strau.

This time I visited the old place again, the Prime Minister's Mansion was completely elegant and elegant, and the strangeness on the night of Blood Moon was gone. In this rare and good weather, Strau and Rog felt that tea tasting in the garden was much more attractive than private discussions in the secret room.

Straw first thanked Roger for saving Serena from Barto's Abyss. Of course, Roger was a false and polite person. After the two of them went back and forth for several rounds, Straw finally began to get to the point.

"Since Lord Roger takes care of Serena so much, I put down my old face and say something. I guess Charles was invited by Lord Roger? Thank you for your value on Charles so much, but it has been nearly ten days now, and you should have finished talking about what you have. Should he come back?"

Roger smiled and said, "I just arrived at Emperor and didn't know Lord Charles at all."

Strau nodded and said, "So that's it. There is another thing. I have two daughters, Sue and Serena, you have seen them. If they have any offenses in the future, can you let her go? In return, I will restrain my subordinates and not touch the close women around you. The stage of our struggle for heroes should be on the battlefield, and kidnapping and assassination should not be done by heroes."

Roger immediately recalled all the "intimate" women around him.

At this moment, among the girls around him, Feng Die and Fuluya are the most "weak" ones. Feng Die's strength after the fallenness is much stronger than before. Her wheel saw, which is highly poisonous and accompanied by a strong curse, is definitely a powerful tool to harvest life. Under the influence of the double curse of darkness and bloodthirsty, Feng Die is almost immune to all weakened magic that is weaker than these two curses.

As for the little fairy, she is no less cunning than Rogue. Although she can no longer use the artifact "Paradise Lost", as a great magician full of high-level magical objects, Froya cannot be despised by anyone. Besides, such a charming and peerless beauty, usually a man will feel more or less unable to bear to hurt her when fighting with her. However, Froya will never hesitate when killing people.

Speaking of Mora, as a goddess magician who often displays miracles, even if she doesn't have any strength, she is not a target that can easily provoke.

As for Serafi and Androni... it would be good if they didn't bully others.

Thinking of this, Roger smiled and said, "I don't like to be subject to too much restraint, so this matter cannot make any promises. I just hope you can restrain the two ladies and not do it too much."

The two setbacks did not discourage Straw, and the smile on his face did not even change at all: "Although you rejected me, I still want to give you a last reminder in return for your rescue of Serena. In politics, no matter how fierce the conflict is, there is room for negotiation and compromise, but there is no room for buffering between two different beliefs. In history, every religious war caused by a conflict of faith has a bloody and cruelty that exceeds a large-scale coup. I heard that the empire has recently emerged a church, the Eye of Wisdom, and you are its strongest supporter. The Eye of Wisdom has developed very quickly and is rapidly expanding the scale of believers in the southern part of the empire. That area was originally a gathering place for supporters of the Silver Holy Church tradition. I think you know what I mean."

Roger pondered and said nothing. He had never thought about this problem. The expansion of the Eye of Wisdom was so fast that it even attracted the attention of the Emperor. This can be attributed to the frequent display of miracles by Audreh, and the other is due to the rare natural charm of Mora. With the help of many magicians, every large religious ceremony she presided over would at least add thousands of believers to the Eye of Wisdom.

Today, the Eye of Wisdom has more than 500,000 believers. If it continues to develop at this rate, it will take less than a few years to replace the Silver Holy Sect and become the largest sect in the empire.

This is something that the Silver Holy Sect absolutely cannot tolerate.

Roger knew that once the City of Yunxiao was defeated, the next thing to deal with was the Saint of Silver. However, from the current perspective, the alliance between Alexander, Pompeii and the Saint of Silver is a typical alliance between secular and ecclesiastical power. The two empire generals were not devout believers of the Goddess of Ice and Snow, just as Straw did not believe in the Goddess of Nature.

In this case, if the Eye of Wisdom wants to compete with the Silver Holy Church for the right to religion, Roger still has a certain chance to keep Alexander and Pompey neutral.

Of course, the fat man actually had a big problem with his belief in Audreh.

Roger thanked Strau's reminder, looked at the sky, and offered to say goodbye. Strau did not try to keep him, and personally sent him out of the door.

Roger's carriage drove through a street corner and just turned into a quiet tree-lined avenue. A light red figure suddenly fell in the sky and landed lightly on the roof of the carriage. The attacker then turned over lightly and walked into the wide window. Two cold lights in his hand quickly hit Roger's throat!

Roger sat upright in the car, closed his eyes and rested, turning a blind eye to the sudden assassin. The elf warrior driving seemed to be completely unaware of the changes in the carriage behind him, and just drove the carriage forward slowly.

The cold light condensed in Roger's throat. It turned out to be two exquisite daggers, with a faint magical light shining on the sharp blade.

"Why not hide?!" This was Serena's crisp voice.

Roger still closed his eyes and said leisurely: "Since you don't plan to really stab you, why should I hide?"

Serena was furious for a moment, and she shouted: "You!...Do you think I really don't dare to stab you?"

Roger smiled slightly, his eyes finally opened, and the dazzling silver light in that moment hit Serena's soul!

Roger took off two daggers from Serena's hand and gently sucked them on her waist. The girl, who was already numb all over, couldn't help but sit next to Roger.

The fat man's imposing immobilization and slowness could not even resist the Barto Demon, let alone Serena, a young swordsman. Although the immobilization used by Roger this time was much less powerful due to the instantaneous attack, it was not something Serena could resist.

The arrogant Serena was captured by another blow and couldn't help but feel discouraged.

Today's Serena's outfit is different from the past. She wore a light rose-colored light armor. This light armor was exquisitely crafted, exquisitely made of materials and valuable, but the protective effect was very limited, and the meaning of decoration was greater than practical value.

The light armor highlights her figure very well, with a low neckline, and through a series of special designs, Serena's not-so-full breasts can also show an attractive cleavage.

However, this exposed and tempting outfit cannot completely conceal her still-inspired look of youthfulness and childishness.

Seeing the fat man's eyes falling on her chest, Serena was a little secretly proud. She raised her chest intentionally, snorted, and looked at the fat man with a challenge.

"Dear Miss Serena, you suddenly came to me. Is there anything wrong?" The fat man's eyes just passed by Serena's cleavage on her chest. He looked like a completely righteous gentleman at this moment.

"I heard you are about to go out to the dark forest?"

Roger nodded and said, "If there is no accident, it will be time to send troops in seven days."

Serena announced proudly: "I came to tell you that one day, I will make you, the arrogant guy, convinced by my sword!"

Roger smiled and said, "It seems that we will have to wait until the empire unifies the continent."

Serena glared at Roger for a long time before she said, "The second thing is in the abyss, you...I..."

The more she said, she stuttered, and her little face turned red.

Finally, she gritted her teeth and used all her strength to squeeze out a word from her teeth: "Thank you..."

But no matter how hard she tried, she could not push it out of her throat. She paused and suddenly ran through the window, forgetting to take two short swords.

Looking at Serena's back as she was in a hurry, Rogge smiled slightly.

Ten days later, the Imperial Glacier and the two legions of the Sea Gods joined forces and began to march towards the dark forest in a mighty manner.

Including the 20,000 infantry dispatched by the Emperor, the regular legion that went on expedition this time had nearly 70,000, and the 50,000 dwarf slave warriors brought back from the western border, totaling 120,000 troops.

The military system of the Aslofik Empire was extremely developed. Within half a month, the supply materials of this army were mobilized and arranged nearby in eleven military camps from the imperial capital to the eastern border, waiting for the army to pass by. Judging from such efficient and orderly war machines, Prime Minister Straw is indeed a rare talent.

In this army, more than ten elves guards surrounded by Roger seemed extremely eye-catching, not to mention that he was always surrounded by a charming little fairy. The soldiers of the two legions of the Empire were extremely disciplined and no one harassed these beautiful elves. But when there was a chance, some young warriors could not help but look at Roger a few times.

During the march, Rogge chatted with Alexander and Pompey from time to time, and learned a lot of knowledge about the history of the imperial military system. For example, when the Empire was founded, it was the beginning of its founding. It was regarded as the empire's century-old dream. Therefore, the empire's famous legions were mostly named after nouns related to sea or water. However, the Aslofik Empire was a special position, with an extremely ice ocean in the north, which was extremely difficult to sail, and it was useless to seize the estuary. If you want to open the estuary in the east, west and southeast, you have to annex at least thousands of miles of land.

However, when will the empire open its estuary? It is a hundred years or a thousand years? That is not a matter of concern to Roger.

Every time the army set up camp, Roger would order four exquisite tents to be set up separately. This was prepared for Seus, Ban, Serafi and Androni. Although these tents have never been used, it would be enough to respect the meaning of these four strong men.

That night, Roger unexpectedly discovered that a tent had lights on.

He immediately lifted the curtain and saw Sius sitting in the tent, reading a book with a magic light.

"It's the Elf Dictionary again? Have you found any good things on it this time?" Roger smiled.

Sius raised his head, and his face, which had always been calm and elegant, was deeply exhausted at this moment. Roger was shocked. This was the first time he had seen Sius so depressed.

Seus didn't speak, and handed the book in his hand to Roger.

"Absolute Speed ​​and Time, by Tikunek..." Roger frowned. He frowned. He turned a few pages and found that it was full of conjectures and reasoning about the relationship between speed, space and time. These theories were piled up randomly. Some of them could be seen as wrong, while others seemed to be genius guesses and inferences. But looking through the book, the impression was more like a madman recording his own dreams.

"Who is Tikunek? Is the great wizard of the previous generation?" Roger asked with a frown.

"No. Tikunek is a mixture of madman and genius, with powerful magic but uncontrollable. In his short life, he wrote at least a dozen books on this plane and magic. But the one that is most clearly written in these books has also proved that at least half of the inferences are wrong, while the other half's conclusions are unproven. Therefore, when a magician is in trouble in magic research, he often reads his works in order to get a little inspiration from those crazy ideas. Of course, if a magician can have the same power as the Lord God, it may be possible to verify the various crazy hypotheses he proposed." Sius replied.

Roger looked through the book again, and was dizzy. He had to return the book to Sius and asked, "Elder Sius, why are you reading this strange thing?"

Seus said without raising his head: "For speed!"

The fat man snorted and said, "Although I have never seen your true speed, I guess there are not many people on this continent who can catch up with you, right?"

Xius smiled bitterly and said, "There is not a few people. There are too many people who can catch up with me! I am too old. It is very difficult to increase even a little speed. It is not like you young people, all of them are so energetic."

How could Roger believe his words?

But the fat man still asked, "Who chased you like this? Should we collect all our people and give him a small trap? As long as we prepare well, even if it is Nicholas, he will still suffer a big loss!"

Seus smiled bitterly and shook his head and said, "It's useless. Although I am older and my movements are not as flexible as before, but if I just want to escape, how could Nicholas take it in my eyes? But this guy... Oh, I won't say it anymore. Just escape for a while!"

Roger was even more strange. He wanted to know who forced Sius to this point. The fat man was about to ask in detail, but suddenly he felt a faint palpitations pass by quietly.

The magic lights still emitted a stable and soft light, but the Sius in the camp was gone.

This is the first time Rogge has seen the true speed of the old fox.

He stood in the tent, speechless.

I don't know how long it took, but Roger suddenly picked up the book "Absolute Speed ​​and Time" that Shius threw on the ground and strode out of the tent.

At the same moment, the Saint Mora was sitting upright in the main hall of the Eye of Wisdom, quietly looking at the arrogant empire envoy in front of him.

The empire's special envoy was a vicious middle-aged nobleman with some connections in the imperial capital. This time he spent a lot of gold coins to get the mission to the Duchy of Ale and execute the Holy Infant.

In his understanding, tasks like going to the vassal state of the empire to carry out punishment are rare fat. The envoy has made up his mind that in addition to beauties and specialties, the gold coins he spent must be charged several times the interest back.

Under the guidance of a special person assigned by Roger, the imperial envoy led 200 light cavalry, and after more than half a month of long journey, he finally arrived at the Duchy of Ale.

As soon as he saw the Saint Mora, the envoy's soul immediately flew out of countless planes! But he was still rational and knew that Mora's identity was special. If he forced himself, nearly a thousand believers around the main hall would immediately tear him and two hundred cavalry guards to pieces. However, his soul had been completely hooked by Mora, so he made up his mind to stay in the Principality of Ale for a while to find an opportunity to force Mora to submit.

In addition to Mora's indescribable beauty, her noble identity as a saint also made the envoy tremble with excitement.

The Eye of Wisdom cooperates very much in the execution of the Holy Infant. The envoy was very conscious of magic, and with his slow magical feeling, he could feel the powerful power of the Holy Infant. When he executed the Holy Infant, he was quite panicked, fearing that the goddess Audreh, who had repeatedly shown miracles, would drop thunder and lightning and turn him into coke. However, the goddess's punishment was nothingness and ethereal, and the threat from Prime Minister Straw was real. Therefore, he did not dare to do his best in the Holy Infant.

However, as soon as the Holy Infant was done, the envoy's lust arises again. He finds all kinds of excuses to stay, but in the end, he waits for a new opportunity within two days.

"Saint Madam Mora," the envoy said in the most solemn and majestic voice, but his eyes always fell on Mora's chest and legs involuntarily: "Recently, more and more believers of the Eye of Wisdom have gathered. According to my observation, more than 30,000 believers have arrived from all over the place and gathered around the main hall. Can you explain what is going on?"

Morra replied gentlely: "In another three days, the Eye of Wisdom will hold a grand ceremony for the goddess. The devout believers travel thousands of miles to Dresden to participate in the divine prayer ceremony."

"This ceremony must be cancelled!" The envoy finally waited for the opportunity. He roared with the most resolute attitude: "So many believers have gathered, who knows if there is any conspiracy?! The emperor has ordered the execution of the pseudo-holy infant. Can you still allow such a ceremony?"

Morra's face finally changed. She was silent for a moment before saying, "Elder Kalmon, you guys go out first."

After the others in the house left, Mora turned her head and looked at the envoy, smiled rarely, and said, "How can you allow us to hold this ceremony?"

The envoy's heart began to beat wildly, and he began to dry out. "This is very simple! As long as you are willing to listen to me, this ceremony can be held. I don't think there is a need to find another place, it's good here..."

At this moment, a knock on the door sounded.

The envoy couldn't help but curse, but he immediately saw that the one who came in was Elder Kalmon who had just left.

Kalmon said respectfully to Mora: "Miss Mora, everything has been arranged. Within half an hour, two hundred cavalrymen will return to the embrace of the god of death."

Morra looked at the envoy whose face was pale and smiled sweetly, "The great Odrech is a kind goddess, but I am not a kind saint."

She then ordered Kalmon: "You have done a good job! Now I will send someone to throw these bodies into the tragedy under the jurisdiction of Duke Doriac. Of course, we cannot forget this noble envoy. Remember to arrange the scene as a robber who seeks money and kills him, and do it cleanly. As for the ineffective protection, let Duke Doriac carry the charge of the special envoy's murder!"
Chapter completed!